Once Upon a time,
There lived two mice.
One was Scutt, the other Scurry,
Both of them, always in a hurry.
Their friendship was a wonder;
Though each bore a different savor.
Scutt believed in 'we',
Scurry always said 'me'.
One Day some cheese, found Scurry,
Gobbled it all in a hurry.
Back to the hole he went,
Which the two, held on rent.
There he saw, Scutt asleep,
Lost In, some thought, deep.
Scurry's eyes grew bright,
When to his delight,
He saw more of some lovely cheese,
In front of Scutt, who slept with ease.
Without a thought, he jumped,
And soon landed on the lump.
The cheese was all gone,
Now, for Scutt, 'twas dawn'.
Who was up with a yawn,
And looked for the cheese that was gone.
Good, you ate it, I saved it for you,
His love for Scurry, was surely true.
Scurry didn't know what to say,
As he had his eyes opened that day. |
